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$xhtml = array(
	'<{title}>' => 'Stinging insects',
	'takedown' => '2017-11-01',
	'<{body}>' => <<<END
<section id="general">
	<h2>General news</h2>
	<p>
		Someone brought up an interesting point today to counter my thoughts on the existence of souls.
		The other day, I mentioned not thinking they exist, and citing the fact that alterations of the brain change one&apos;s personality.
		Clearly, the personality originates in the brain, not some metaphysical soul.
		However, there&apos;s something I hadn&apos;t considered.
		If souls exist and control the body, they likely do so through the brain, but that influence might not be one-way.
		The state of the brain might also influence the soul, and therefore cause the personality and behavioural changes that can be seen when the brain is altered.
		Does this mean that if souls exist, our personalities could come from a combination of the brain and soul?
		I still don&apos;t believe in souls, but I don&apos;t have the clear-cut evidence against their existence that I thought I did.
	</p>
	<p>
		It seems <a href="https://wowana.me/blog/">Opal now has a blog</a>.
		I should see what she has to say when I have some free time.
	</p>
	<p>
		My coworker didn&apos;t bring the non-iodised salt like they said they would.
		I figured that a likely possibility though, and was prepared to pick up some of the iodised stuff after work.
		Now my wound tastes terrible though.
		Is that the flavour of iodine mixed with puss or something?
	</p>
	<p>
		I turned down extra hours from that coworker I said I probably wouldn&apos;t turn down hours from.
		I&apos;m in no state to be taking on extra load at the moment.
		Besides, I needed the practice asserting my own needs.
	</p>
</section>
<section id="dreams">
	<h2>Dream journal</h2>
	<p>
		I dreamed I was in the kitchen of my old home on H Street, one I haven&apos;t lived in in years.
		I was taking brown, paper bags of recyclables out of the kitchen with my mother.
		I grabbed two of the last three bags, then my mother stopped me and asked me about a bug cage, claiming it to be mine.
		I didn&apos;t recognise it, and said as much, and she said it used to be mine, anyway.
		We&apos;d used it to grow insects from eggs.
		It looked like a backpack of sorts with a clear back, it was partly unzipped, and was sitting on a chair beneath other items.
		I puled it out to get a better look, and hornet-like insects started coming out from beneath the folds of the thing and into the visible space of the &quot;cage&quot;.
		It was still occupied!
		I started trying to zip it up, but the hornet-like insects were trying to squeeze out through the unzipped zipper.
		They looked like they might be part hornet and part some sort of beetle, but could probably sting.
		What had we been raising there and why!?
		I didn&apos;t even consider at the time squishing them, so when I couldn&apos;t close the zipper without harming them, I took off out the back, sliding glass door, flinging it open and hoping the others would follow me out and away from danger.
		Both my parents came out as well, and as I looked back, I saw a swarm through the windows.
	</p>
	<p>
		The hornet-things never got me, but I kept feeling bites and stings on my skin.
		Whenever I&apos;d look, some new, exotic, brightly-coloured insect had latched onto my skin and I brushed it off.
		Had those been released from the nest too?
		Had we grown a multitude of biting and stinging insect species?
		Why!?
	</p>
</section>
<section id="university">
	<h2>University life</h2>
	<p>
		It looks like course registration for next term will open on the twentieth this month.
		I need to take a look at what courses I need and make my decisions soon, before that time.
	</p>
	<p>
		My discussion post for the day:
	</p>
	<blockquote>
		<p>
			You say in your post that a data flip-flop is about twice as large as a D-latch, but your D-latch example is bigger than your data flip-flop example.
			Something doesn&apos;t add up there.
			You also say that a data flip-flop is edge-triggered, but in your data flip-flop diagram, no clock signal is received.
			In your diagram, data comes into the circuit and it changed the output right away.
		</p>
		<p>
			I like your D-latch example circuit though.
			It&apos;s much easier to understand than the D-latch solution I researched.
			It took me forever to understand my solution, but yours is straightforward.
		</p>
	</blockquote>
</section>
END
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